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Story by Bi Stu This story is about my ex-girlfriend D., and is, so far as I can remember, (this was over three years ago) pretty true to the actual situations we got into. I've never really been able to tell anyone the full details of the great sex life we had and how good we were together, so whilst this is a story for you to get hard (or wet) over, it's also a bit of a tribute to a fantastic and sexy woman who changed my life. Whoever is with her now is a very lucky person. I often think that it was the fact that we were both 'queer' in outlook and bi in bed that made the sparks fly with D. and I. I met her through mutual friends who in fact caused me to lose a few weeks of fun by telling me she was gay when I was asking about her. It wasn't until she came on to me when we were out drinking with friends that I realised that the interest might in fact be mutual. Anyhow, enough talk. In the few months we were together, D. and I did it all. From outdoor sex in a bush reserve on a sunny day, to long-distance phone sex when I had to return to my home town 700km's away. Let me see how I go at describing a few of these incidents. D. and I, with our well practiced previous experience of same-gender sex, knew all about alternatives to missionary style hetero-sex. Mutual Masturbation was one of our favourites, and we had a lot of great jack-off sessions together. She would get me to lie on my back so she could lie next to me on her side and watch. I'd have one arm around her and stroke my cock up and down with the other, and her free hand (she had beautiful soft hands) would alternate between gently teasing my balls and arsehole and rubbing her wet clit. We would lie like this for ages, kissing and cuddling while we beat ourselves into a frenzy. As we both got closer to cumming, things would build up speed. I would sometimes reach down with my non-wanking hand and gently push a finger up her arse, which would often cause her to do the same to me. As I felt the pressure rising in my balls and spreading through my groin, she'd start pounding her pussy faster, and rest her head on my chest, ready to watch me shoot. We were quite good at timing things so that I'd let go and shoot my cum all over our bodies (by now heavily entwined) just in time for her to pant her way into climax next to me. It was truly great to be able to share what are usually such private moments with someone who I loved passionately. There's a few nostalgiac moments that I still sometimes revisit when I'm 'home alone'. One day we went on a picnic to a nature reserve around a small artificial lake with some friends. It was a cool but sunny day and after a champagne lunch, D. and I went off to hunt for mushrooms, since there was a well known place for finding the special variety nearby. We left the rest of the picnic party and wandered off. Of course we'd only just got out of sight before we looked at each other with that look.. and without a word she knelt in front of me, and right there on the walking track, D. had taken out my cock with a devious grin, wrapped her mouth around it and given me a series of long, slow, warm and wet strokes with her tongue until I was rock solid and horny as hell. I stood enjoying her oral caressess for a while (like you do :-) but was a little concerned about the fact that we were on a walking track only just out of view of a road and our other friends continuing their picnic in blissful ignorance. We broke off and with my upright cock still swinging in the breeze, found a spot not far away but in a slight gully and with lots of trees and fallen branches to hold on to. I stood behind her pressing my erection into her arse, opened her jeans and slid my hands into her panties. She was getting wetter by the minute as I ran my hands over her inner thighs and teased her pussy, all the time pressing my hard-on into her butt through her jeans. I ran my hand up her stomach, and into her shirt, to cup her breasts in my hand after freeing them from her bra. She was pressing her cunt against my other fingers, so I obliged by running my index finger across her clit and into her hungry pussy. After we'd got off on this for a while, I took my shirt off, and the warm dappled sunlight felt fantastic on my skin and added to the sensual mood. I pulled her jeans around her ankles and dropped my daks as well. She bent over in front of me and I knelt down behind to get a good taste of her dripping sex. We were now fairly safe from discovery, but even the slight possibility of being found like this was adding to our excitement. I had my nose in her arse; tonguing her cunt-lips and furiously beating off at the same time. She was hanging on to a branch, which was lucky because she was getting quite shaky at the knees. When she moaned 'Fuck me' I wasted no time standing up with my cock in hand and sliding into her dripping cunt from behind. I lifted her shirt up and ran my hands over her butt and back, coming back to grab her waist as we ground our hips together. The tree that D. was holding onto was shaking in time to our thrusting as she pushed back into me, our thighs slapping together. We fucked for ages, D. and I, enjoying the sun on our backs and the wind in our hair. But since this story is about masturbation, I'll skip to how we finished this episode off. When she started getting cramps from being bent over, D. stood up and faced me. We kissed and I pressed my fingers between her thighs while she pulled at my boner and tickled my balls. Then I knelt down in front of her and she started to play with herself provocatively. There I was, kneeling in front of this perfectly proportioned, incredibly sexy young woman, with my face right in front of her pussy and one arm around her waist to steady myself as I took in the sight of her fingering her clit, and pulling on my dick for all it was worth. Her breathing eventually told me she was close to losing it, and I couldn't hold back any longer. I leant back so she could watch the show and sprayed a thick wad of jism all over the mossy ground at her feet. Then I had to quickly stand up and grab her so she didn't collapse into the bushes in her moment of orgasmic delirium. She really did like to watch me cum... The postscript to that story is that when I stood up I noticed there were three or four leeches crawling up my boots and socks - needless to say the pants went back on very quickly and I got out of there in a hurry. D. went on looking for the mushies and jokingly accused me of having got what I wanted and not contributing to the mushroom hunt! I replied that if I'd known there was leeches in there I wouldn't have gone into the gully in the first place, but only half convincing myself... sometimes it's easier to overlook inconveniences like blood-sucking slugs when you've got a raging stiffy. :-) (and we never did find any mushrooms anyway...)